Poetry: Carols at the Equator by Neil Daswani1 min read
A timely poem by Neil Daswani that captures the flavours of the season.
There’s no hope of frost and no snow ever falls
yet carols swirl around like the Sumatra squalls
evergreen melodies that deck the balmy boughs
merry gents, sip mulled wine in a sweaty carouse
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